I always pick the parking stalls the furthest distance from the store....Even up here they are not big enough for most full sized Diesels.
I was sitting in my truck doing some paperwork for livestock hauling....When a "New Canadian" decided to open his door into my back door of my Crew Cab...Then use my box to stop his shopping cart from rolling away.
I walked around the back end of the truck and looked down at the top of his head..Because he was under 5 foot tall....I then informed him that I was not pleased with his disrespect of my rather new, and very expensive, piece of property.
He then said that "it's all dirty anyhow", and said something about " why I cared? "
OK....So this is the part I'm not proud of....
He then took his door and tapped it against my fender and said....It's not dented"..Tap...Tap...Tap..That was the third mistake in our 30 second encounter.
Now I'm a rough around the edges Cowboy, and for the most part I keep my temper in check.
My Mamma always said to ,turn the other cheek, and love thy neighbor.....So I asked him if he'd like a hand loading his groceries into the backseat of his little Japanese import....
I didn't think that all those groceries would fit in that backseat....Along with the shopping cart.